Metz helped himself to a drink, and then he got to work.

With mana flushing his system he charged forward, quickly surpassing human limits as he rushed his foe, his hand weaving as he closed the distance between the two of them with little difficulty, cutting his opponent’s observations short, unless he was willing to waste precious time looking at Metz equipment as the Mage charged towards him seemingly at the max speed he himself was capable of.

Due to both of them choosing to run at the other, the gap could be closed in a pittance of time. Shin was likely a dangerous hand to hand fighter, but was he so capable that he could avoid the strikes of a man his equal in speed and strength? As Metz ran towards him he drew his pistol with his right and and with his left he weaved a bolt, preparing two powerful ranged attacks, ready for him to release when he was confident they could not be avoided.